Violent Martial Soul System

"terrible!"

Zhao Feng shuddered in his heart.

At this time, he had already swept to the periphery of the battlefield of the decisive battle, ready to kill on the periphery.

At this time, three Martial God Emperors who had the same idea as him suddenly rushed over.

"Boy, how dare you place an order, and seek death!"

The three launched a simultaneous attack on Zhao Feng.

"It's you who died, double space!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and the double space that fused the will of the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor instantly shocked the three of them. At the same time, their attacks were blocked by the wind blade and the wind wall, and Zhao Feng didn't even raise his hand once.

"die!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

Three crisp sounds spread, the heads of the three flew up, and Zhao Feng's luck skyrocketed.

Just kidding, the three seventh-rank Martial God Emperors in the area actually came to trouble him, the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, it is really life and death.

"The Promise Sword, broken!"

Zhao Feng directly shattered the Promise Sword, and then turned it into nine sharp blades.

He is on the periphery, and generally he will not be trapped. In this situation, using the death storm is a very good choice, but this will accidentally kill people in his own camp, which is too immoral.

He is also a member of the Tianyan Sacred Realm, so he must focus on the overall situation.

In the distance, the Tianyan Army and the Grand Jue Army are still fighting, and the Loose Warriors have already joined hands.

Not only that, but the three half-step Martial God Supremes from Tianyan Sacred Realm also started to fight against the half-step Martial God Supreme Master from Grand Jue Sacred Realm.

Although Zhao Feng couldn't see them clearly, he could feel six powerful auras.

"I can't control that much anymore, kill!"

Zhao Feng controlled the nine-cut sharp blade and directly killed a team of six.

"Thirty-six flashes!"

"The big shock is one hundred and twenty-eight!"

No one under the half-step Martial God Supreme can withstand his attack, and even a single sword can instantly kill several people.

Coupled with the nine sharp blades, Zhao Feng's killing speed was unmatched by anyone.

"Huh? There are many people there!"

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he saw a group of people attacking from a distance, and there was no Tianyan army around.

"Good opportunity, Death Storm!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and the next moment, there was a storm of death.

The eighth-rank Martial God Emperor uses the Martial Soul Profound Truth, and the speed is still much faster than the seventh-rank Martial God Emperor.

In an instant, there was a bloody storm in that area, countless limbs and arms fell from the air, and Nawujie flew towards Zhao Feng without exception.

At the same time, so many Nawu rings also aroused some people's covetousness.

"Just kidding, you still want to grab my Zhao Feng's stuff?"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly, quickly drew out his sword, and beheaded those who coveted his Nawu ring.

These people include those from the Heavenly Flame Sacred Realm, and some from the Grand Duke Sacred Realm.

Dozens of Nawu rings fell into Zhao Feng's hands, and Zhao Feng's one thought was to exchange all the things inside.

"Now, start collecting the will of the emperor!"

Zhao Feng suddenly remembered this matter, and immediately took out the holy soul lanterns and started collecting them.

"He is taught by Holy Soul, kill him!"

This scene fell into the eyes of others and immediately aroused public outrage.

"Hmph, I don't need you to point fingers at me!"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened. The next moment, those who were hostile to him couldn't move.

The will of the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, the double space, the combination of the two, even the peak Martial God Great Emperor, I am afraid that the movement speed will be reduced by 80%.

Eighty percent of the movement speed, this is simply a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"die!"

Zhao Feng doesn't care which side they belong to now, anyway, anyone who dares to make up his mind will end badly.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

The necks of these people were all wiped by the wind blade, their heads flew up, and Nawujie flew towards Zhao Feng without exception.

Now, no one dared to provoke Zhao Feng anymore, they all retreated one after another,

Whether it is from the Tianyan Sacred Realm or the Grand Jue Sacred Realm, they all hide away.

"Not bad, my goal this time is to create a ninth-rank Martial God Emperor, which is not enough!"

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth curled up slightly. This time, he directly rushed into the crowd.

"Thirty-six flashes!"

"The big shock is one hundred and twenty-eight!"

"The Promise Wind Killing Formation!"

At this time, Zhao Feng is like a harvester, wherever he goes, there will be a bloody storm.

At this time, the number of his kills has reached hundreds.

"Boy, don't be crazy, come and die!"

A peak Martial God Emperor set his sights on Zhao Feng and killed him.

"Overestimate your own strength, go to hell!"

Zhao Feng made a series of attacks lightly.

Among the thirty-six flashes, he has been able to fuse twenty shocks with one hundred and twenty-eight shocks, which is extremely powerful.

Coupled with the restriction of the double space, the peak Martial God Emperor had no time to dodge, so he could only forcefully block it.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The weapon of this peak Martial God Emperor vibrated thousands of times in an instant, his arms were cracked, and he was bombarded and killed by the remaining power of the thirty-six flashes.

"Humph!"

Zhao Feng quickly swept over and took out a top-level holy soul lantern to preserve the will of the peak Martial God Emperor.

Although the will of the refining emperor is weaker than the normal breakthrough, it is enough.

Now, Zhao Feng's strength has already frightened the hundreds of people around them, and they retreated one after another, but Zhao Feng will not let anyone go.

Every second, more than ten corpses flew from the sky, and at the same time, more than ten nawu rings rushed towards Zhao Feng like shining meteors.

At this time, the luck above Zhao Feng's head had already been plundered to a blue color, which was so dark that it was almost blue.

The more he killed, the braver he became, and the stronger he became, all the way forward, he even rushed into the direction of the Grand Duke's army.

"Death storm!"

Zhao Feng directly cast a super-powerful death storm inside the enemy, countless wind blades blew up, and another bloody rain poured down in the sky.

After solving this one-hundred-man phalanx, Zhao Feng darted towards the second one.

Among the people present, except for the six half-step Martial God Supremes in the air, he was the only one who dared to do this.

The will of hundreds of high-ranking Martial God Emperors exploded at the same time, and even the peak Martial God Emperor had to back away.

However, Zhao Feng's speed is extremely fast, even if someone hits him by accident, they will be disintegrated by the 128th level of shock that combines the will of his eighth-rank Martial God Emperor.

In less than half a minute, Zhao Feng broke through several phalanxes, and thousands of masters of the Grand Duke Army fell.

This scene fell into the eyes of the six half-step Martial God Supremes, which greatly boosted the morale of the three people in the Tianyan Sacred Realm.

"So strong, where did this person come from, and he actually comprehended the dual space!"

"With him here, this year's decisive battle will definitely be my victory in the Heavenly Flame Sacred Realm!"

"The city lord's vision is really good. This son has great energy, and he actually led this decisive battle!"

One of the half-step Valkyrie Supreme's eyes flickered.

The city lord he was thinking of was the city lord of Youhuo City, that is, the white-haired old man who had a double-sided relationship with Zhao Feng and exchanged a double soul fruit for the Demonic Wind Killing Sword.